Know We How Many Tomorrows The Gods

Oftener Than Not The Old Are Uncontrollable; Their Tempers Make Them Difficult To Deal With.

I Think It Makes Small Difference To The Dead, If They Are Buried In The Tokens Of Luxury. All That Is An Empty Glorification Left For Those Who Live.

When Two Souls Compose A Single Song, The Muse Fans Livid Wrath Before Long.

The Company Of Just And Righteous Men Is Better Than Wealth And A Rich Estate.

The Best Prophet Is Common Sense, Our Native Wit.